I love you as much on Wed. as I do on Sundays. I think he buried the lead again. A $4.00 raise is pretty good. Except for the pressure to give it up for war bonds. So we have an Army sleeping hack and poor Miss Rose Lambrey. She
You cast a spell over me. Back to the old grind but I think he's burying the lead - he's jumping the fence? This is the best fort ever! And giving boxing lessons via letter ensures a happy marriage or so I've heard. He'
UPDATED: This is my Mom's mom, Maryanna. My grandma. I never knew her. I will be adding this post to the "Audrey" page. She is 19 years old in this picture - not 14 as previously stated. I was wrong. Again. Thank you for pointing it out.
On September 1, 1942, the Massachusetts Governor Saltonstall has requested that, as a show of support for the heroes, everyone - no matter where you are - will stop and salute at 9:00PM - SET YOUR CLOCK! Baby! That’s what happening. Well, one baby. That will be confirmed as this month
After that he could see a little bit out of one eye. Actually a pretty funny joke. And you can see through the paper that it's a form used for memos. Crazy being a great letter writer but lousy at communicating. Is that a man thing? A phone
Damn this war. Alert - change of plans. He will need to be present for payday on Monday. She'll still drive up Sunday in the Packard. Handy to keep a typewriter in the back in case a pass needs updating. I love how they figured out to change the
You are a hot apple. Well, IT HAS HAPPENED. "Up to their necks in trouble"!! The panic, joy, confusion, happiness, fear, more panic, worry concern, plus all the questions. Thank goodness the pass is coming up because they have a lot to talk about. It's 1942
I have had a feeling for weeks on this. Any midnight to 4:00am shift is tough. He's got a good attitude considering he didn't have a choice in the situation. No worries, his focus is the logistics of the upcoming pass - he's got
Only ten more days. Countdown to the next pass. The subject seems to be happiness. He's leaving on Sunday August 30, 1942. And he can't wait. Neither can she. And we all hope the h-ll this duration will "durate". He can indeed write
Thoughts while pulling the Hot Loop Later in the day.... No green ink? He's at work in the dug out now. And he's got this job figured out - jiggle your butt in the seat and rotate your earphones... two, three, four. Sounds like Vicky is going
Is this the guy you said was so brave? This is a sweet letter because we all know what's coming. And the evolution to acceptance is quite the journey. At least Dad can relax for a while. They're watching films about the enemy. You'd
Where did I get the canoe? We need more information about what his new job is. He's at a phone bank in a dug out with others manning the phones for something. Stay tuned, we'll find out. We believe Mom is still at Pratt and Whitney.
